The best perspective expert

Chapter 474 He Didn't Die?
From Qiao Zhiyong's point of view, at a distance of about 500 meters, if you observe directly with the naked eye, you can see nothing more than a small black spot.

Of course, it is late autumn, and the mountains are all yellow. Han Zhenyang's figure is relatively obvious, but it is also not clear, but his high-speed movement brings Qiao Zhiyong a sense of oppression, but there is no less.It's like you are standing on the main road, although you haven't seen the sports car speeding on the other side, but you have heard the roar of the engine. In that case, would you dare to cross the road easily?
Qiao Zhiyong was facing such a situation at this time. Facing Han Zhenyang who was like a cheetah, his spear completely lost the meaning of existence, because it was impossible to aim at all, especially when Han Zhenyang was running up and down, left and right. The speed is getting faster and faster, and it seems to run faster than bullets.

Qiao Zhiyong fired two more shots, but as soon as the bullets came out of the chamber, Han Zhenyang had advanced several meters. When the bullets reached the aiming position, Han Zhenyang had already moved more than ten meters away from where he was.

Seeing this, Qiao Zhiyong's face changed slightly, and he shook his head, then simply retracted his body and changed a magazine, took out the short gun, opened the safety and placed it in the most convenient position, and then drew out the dagger and stuck it next to the short gun. This is done Preparations for a close fight with Han Zhenyang.

Qiao Zhiyong didn't raise his head, just put his ears on the ground. When he heard Han Zhenyang's footsteps, he got up abruptly, raised his spear and fired violently. In five seconds, a shuttle bullet has been fired.

However, Qiao Zhiyong stood still on the spot, because he could see clearly that several bullets hit Han Zhenyang who was running at high speed, but Han Zhenyang just swayed and continued to rush towards him, as if he was hit by a rubber bullet.

And even if it was a rubber bullet, it would still be very painful. Being hit by a rubber bullet while running head-on at such a high speed, it is entirely possible to break the ribs and even be fatal.That's the case with rubber slugs, let alone the real metal slugs he used.

Could it be wearing body armor?
But when Qiao Zhiyong saw Han Zhenyang's tattered T-shirt that was blown up by the wind while running at high speed, he was completely dumbfounded.

No body armor at all!

Han Zhenyang forcibly carried down a rifle bullet of about 20 meters with his flesh and blood!

And Han Zhenyang was not injured at all!
These three iron-clad facts were presented in front of Qiao Zhiyong.

His first reaction was: This is impossible!

The second reaction is: run!
Qiao Zhiyong's reaction could not be described as unpleasant, he didn't even bother to pick up the short gun placed on the ditch, turned around and ran away, like a hare that has spotted a falcon, extremely alert and quick in action.

Seeing Qiao Zhiyong's actions, Han Zhenyang sneered, "I'm only running now, don't you think it's too late? Stay here for me," said Han Zhenyang, kicking his feet on the ground, jumping over the one-meter-wide ditch towards Qiao Zhiyong, Hands into claws, really like an eagle descending from the sky.

Qiao Zhiyong didn't expect Han Zhenyang's movements to come so fast, his face changed again, he gripped the dagger back and slammed it to a stop, and stabbed down at Han Zhenyang who was rushing towards him, and went straight to Han Zhenyang's chest. Don't drag your feet until you reach your goal.

And Han Zhenyang was in mid-air at this time, there was no way to hide, and it seemed that he was about to be hit.

Qiao Zhiyong grinned grimly, "Go to hell!" Before he finished speaking, the dagger went straight to Han Zhenyang's chest, but when the knife went down, it was as if it had been stuck on a steel block. The power of the shock made him secretly startled, and he blurted out: "You really have..."

But before he finished speaking, Han Zhenyang grabbed his throat with his right hand, holding back the second half of the sentence he hadn't spoken yet.

Of course, Han Zhenyang didn't want Qiao Zhiyong to reveal his secret, but there was still Helena on the mountain ridge. Helena was going to climb over the mountain ridge to escape, but when she heard the gunshots, she stopped immediately after seeing the situation at the bottom of the mountain. , it seems that they plan to come down and help him clean up Qiao Zhiyong together.

Under such circumstances, how could he let Qiao Zhiyong tell his biggest secret?

However, he didn't expect to get this claw directly. If Qiao Zhiyong is so good, then he doesn't need to waste so much thought.

Sure enough, Qiao Zhiyong fell back to avoid his claws when there was no time to go. Otherwise, he kicked his lower abdomen with his right foot. Although the speed and strength were not as strong as Bradley, the moves were just right, and the timing was well grasped. Almost impeccable, which made him quite uncomfortable.

Although he wasn't afraid of such a kick, he didn't want to be greeted at the vital point casually. Moreover, Qiao Zhiyong's footwork was a bit like poking at the door. A kick can break a ten-centimeter-thick wooden pile, and the penetration is extremely strong.

Even if he is invulnerable to swords and guns and has aura to protect his body, he would not dare to gamble on Qiao Zhiyong's skill with his vitals. For those who practice martial arts, as long as their skill reaches a certain level, playing tricks like hitting bricks through tofu is the same as playing Well, if he really had to suffer like this, he would also feel very uncomfortable, maybe he might capsize in the gutter.

So he didn't dare to be careless at all, and quickly shrank back, like a frightened monkey, curled up instantly, bowed his back, bent his shoulders, raised his legs, and directly blocked his vitals with his hands.

As soon as he blocked it, Qiao Zhiyong's feet also arrived.At the moment of the impact, he felt as if someone had poked himself with an awl. The penetrating power almost scared him to pee. Fortunately, he didn't push it too hard. There is a real possibility of injury.

Fortunately, I also practice martial arts and know the tricks of these people.

Thinking of this, he jumped back with the strength of Qiao Zhiyong's kick, landed lightly, and sneered, "Why don't you run away?"

Qiao Zhiyong looked gloomy, and asked without answering, "Where's Bradley?"

"Do you want him to die, or do you want him to live?" He sneered, "I can satisfy you."

"He's not dead?"

"There is still a breath, if the rescue is timely, he will still be a good man in a few months," he said with a playful expression, "Are you going to save him, or not?"

Qiao Zhiyong's expression changed again and again, and he suddenly sneered and said, "In that case, no one can survive."

"No one can survive? Hahahaha, then what am I? Ghost?" He laughed loudly, "It's a pity that I let you down. At the moment of the explosion, that Henry II reacted faster than me. He rushed directly to the vent, otherwise I wouldn't have found the exit so quickly, unfortunately, his luck was a little bit bad, and he was hit by a huge boulder falling from the sky."

Qiao Zhiyong was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled, "You have made up your lie perfectly, but you must not know that Bradley is here for the first time, so it is impossible to know where the vent is."

(End of this chapter)